AN: So this is another one of my views on how Beck and Jade met. Please read, review, and all that jazz! Thanks guys!
SUMMARY: My view on how Beck and Jade met and started dating. The things Beck finds out about Jade, and why she is the way she is. He is the only one willing to understand, and help.
BECK
I looked at my watch. 6:42 PM. God, and it's dark outside already?
I had to stay late after rehearsal to run lines with the director of the play I was about to star in, Paper Planes. It was a play about a boy finding a treasure and fulfilling his dreams. I wanted to be perfect.
I walked out of Hollywood Arts, and was immediately shocked by the cold air. It was January, and even in LA we have our rare cold days. I was glad I had decided to wear my big, warm jacket.
I walked down the stairs, and that's when I saw her.
She was sitting on the second step, with her head against the concrete railing. Her brown hair with the blue streaks fell in waves down past the small of her back. Her pale skin that was even paler in the cold. She was wearing black leggings, and a plain black shirt with one shoulder peeking out.
Of course I knew her. Jade West. Highly Popular, as well as Highly Intimidating. I had never actually talked to her, but I had seen her around, and we had a few mutual friends. I had always noticed how pretty she was, though that was it, just noticing.
Right now she was freezing.
She had her arms crossed, and was shivering. I walked down a few more steps. She immediately uncrossed her arms, and stopped shivering when she heard me.
"Hey," I said, stopping on her step, and looking down at her. She had a small piercing in her eyebrow. That was new. "Jade, right?" I asked, pointing at her.
"Yep," She said, looking up at me, "And you're Beck, Cat's friend."
"That's me," I said, sitting down next to her, "Hey, aren't you cold?"
"No, It feels great out here," She said. I could tell she was lying. I noticed that she used no emotion in any of her sentences. She wanted no one to know how she felt.
I took my jacket off, and put it on her shoulders. She didn't put it on, but she didn't shrug it off either. She just let it sit there, and didn't move, "Why are you out here?" I asked.
"I had detention, and now I am waiting on my dad," She said simply.
"Detention ends at five," I said in disbelief.
"You're right," She said, as though I had just answered the Million Dollar Question.
"So, you have been sitting out here for almost two hours?"
"Yep," Was all she said.
"Come on I'll give you a ride home, before you catch Pneumonia," I said, standing.
"It's cool," She said, looking off in the other direction, as if I were completely uninteresting.
"There was no option," I said, and that made her look up at me. No one ever dared to talk to Jade like that. She stared at me a minute, and finally stood.
That's when the real Jade first came out. It was only there for a second. She looked innocent, and hurt, and completely real. That's when I knew Jade wasn't a bitch, she was hiding something deeper.
